"Thunder Flame: Extreme!"
Dai Yu gave a soft shout.
The tricolored ball of light shot from his hand!
It looked slow, but in truth, it was fast as lightning!
The Azure Flood Dragon struggled madly, fled madly, and unleashed every skill it could—
But it was useless.
The tricolored ball of light pierced straight through all its defenses and sank into its skull!
Then—
Boom!!!
An earth-shaking explosion rang out!
Tricolored light erupted from within the Azure Flood Dragon's body, instantly tearing its massive form to pieces!
Chunks of flesh flew everywhere as blood rained down!
The fifty-thousand-year Azure Flood Dragon was dead!
The entire place fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene, their minds completely empty.
A fifty-thousand-year Azure Flood Dragon.
A fifty-thousand-year Azure Flood Dragon that had burned its blood essence.
Dai Yu had killed it in one move.
"Gulp."
Xie Huanyue swallowed, his legs going weak as he sat back down on the ground again.
The sword in Ximen Ao's hand fell to the ground for the second time.
In Yin Shuang's Vertical Pupils, there was no longer just reverence, but fear.
Wang Dong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, only to find he could not utter a word.
Huo Yuhao was trembling all over with excitement, tears spilling out.
"Yu Ge... Yu Ge is... too strong..."
Dai Yu descended from midair, panting slightly.
His right hand was trembling faintly, and tiny beads of blood were even seeping from the skin of his palm.
Going all out at full power was still too much for the current him.
But—
It was worth it.
He looked toward the soul ring slowly condensing in the sky.
Deep purple, so profound it was almost black.
Fifty-three thousand years.
The Azure Flood Dragon soul ring.
"Yuhao."
Dai Yu